Yu Jun

Chapter 285
Outside the palace gate, the Nomad Qing led the crowd to wait. The clouds in the sky cleared away, and a clear light shone brightly. A full moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the armor of Doudun as if covered with frost and snow.

The leading chamberlain also brought out the horse, mounted it together with Wu Jin, and sent Mo Lingfeng to the general's mansion.

The lights on the street were dim, Mo Lingfeng took the lead, the chamberlain led the way on one side, Nomad Qing and Xiao Dou followed closely behind, Wu Jin and the chamberlain followed, and the soldiers followed neatly behind.

The sound of horse hooves passed through the long street and arrived in front of the general's palace. Both Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin knew that the emperor must have eyes and ears lurking nearby. They were both silent. When they reached the door of the palace, everyone got off their horses and the door opened. Afterwards, Wu Jincai and Mo Lingfeng said goodbye.

Mo Lingfeng watched Wu Jin leave with a smile, and the chamberlain who led the way quickly said: "General, look, this house has been renovated, and the stone lions are all newly ground. Your Majesty has ordered that the Ministry of Industry does not dare to compromise in the slightest. You can rest assured as soon as possible." The residence is also spacious inside, and it is enough to accommodate the soldiers you bring."

Mo Lingfeng looked up and saw that not only the stone lion was new, but also the plaque on the lintel was new. The smell of tung oil on the door had not dissipated, and the whitewashed walls on both sides were still new.

She raised her hand and turned to the east to thank His Majesty, and gave the chamberlain a bag of silver. The chamberlain beamed with joy and went back to resume his duties.

Mo Lingfeng turned around and told Xiao Dou to place the soldiers and horses he had brought. He stepped up the stone steps, crossed the threshold, and walked into the general's mansion where he would stay for who knows how long.

The door was closed at the back. Even though it had been repaired, the sound of the two doors still made a creaking sound that had not been maintained for a long time.

As soon as the door closed, Mo Lingfeng's face suddenly became gloomy, and his smile disappeared. Only his eyes were dark, and he glanced coldly towards the general's mansion.

The anger hidden in his heart had turned into a karmic fire during the palace banquet, rising up in his heart, and burning to the top of his head and heart when he was making excuses with the emperor.

She wanted to use a fire to burn this new-looking mansion but the decaying interior to nothing, turn the bustling capital outside the mansion into cold smoke, go to the Forbidden Palace to burn the talisman and seal, and then burn the nine buildings inside. The five supreme beings crush their bones and scatter their ashes.

The so-called royal family is full of fat heads, full of ugliness, extravagance and debauchery, and cannot set an example for the world. She, the Mo family, will not submit to such a royal family.

Even if the emperor peels her skin off and cramps her, she will not give in!
Suppressing the raging anger to the bottom of her heart, her face gradually softened. She looked at the servants standing in the front yard, one every five steps, and one pair every ten steps. She didn't know whether they were the prince's people, the Wei King's people, or the emperor's people. Someone sent by Wude Si.

Or maybe both.

Mo Lingfeng stepped up to the corridor and looked around as he walked. He saw that the outside of the house looked brand new, but in fact it was rotten inside. Flaws were exposed from various unnoticed places - the joints between the pillars and the stone foundation were uneven, the tiles were uneven, and the stone slabs underfoot were There are spider-like cracks.

There are so many things that cannot be covered up unless they are demolished and rebuilt.

When looking from the corridor, you can still see many secluded and deep places, with tall and messy flowers and trees, crowded together with few gaps.

Mo Lingfeng casually asked the servant beside him: "Where is the study?"

Mo Qianlan loves the quietness of the study most and spends most of his time there. If there is any trace of him staying here, he will also be in the study.

The servant quickly brought down a lantern and led the way to the study with Mo Lingfeng.

In such a large house, the study area is not large. It is just a row of five rooms with two ears, and the three partitions in the middle are connected by doors, which is the study room.

After Mo Lingfeng arrived, candles were immediately lit inside, and the servants opened the curtains and invited her in.

There were several cases of music and books in the room, a wooden couch, two Duobao pavilions, a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and nothing else.

The books on the bookshelf looked quite old. Although there was no dust, they had a dull smell.

Mo Lingfeng picked up a book and flipped through it. He saw that the paper had turned yellow and felt stagnant when he touched it with his fingers. However, the words on it were still clear. It was a travel diary.

When I read another book, it is still a travel journal. Not only is it old, it has been turned out of line.The books on the bookshelf must have been read over a long time ago, and Mo Qianlan's few words were sent to the palace to be chewed in an attempt to find out the secrets of the Mo family.

Unfortunately, nothing was found, so the emperor placed them here again, hoping to get some flaws from her.

Mo Lingfeng put down his travel notes and flipped through another one. This time it was not a travel note, but a thin storybook.

Her eyes were in response to the sentence in the playbook: "If you don't frown in your life, there will be no one in the world who can gnash your teeth."

When I thought of Mo Qianlan singing this sentence, he changed it to "I only do frowning things in my life, the world is full of teeth-cutting people", I couldn't help but smile, as if I saw Mo Qianlan sitting in the study, reading the storybook and making random changes at the same time. .

She flipped through another book, which was "The Breeze Blows Through the Purple Cloud Pavilion", and she couldn't help but sing in her heart: "The story Mo Lingfeng sang today is a model for a child from a poor family to rise up, called "The Breeze Blows Through" "Purple Cloud Pavilion", it is just a stroke of green ink crossing the mountains, the spring breeze is proud of the horse's hooves - "

Looking down at the script, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

Mo Qianlan made changes again, and the number of words changed was quite large, almost every paragraph was changed.

Mo Qianlan is not an idle person. Since there are changes, there must be deep meaning.

She remained calm and sat down in front of the table with her storybook. A servant brought hot tea to her. She held the teacup in one hand and took a sip while holding the storybook casually in the other hand, seemingly watching the flowers. , in fact, she scanned ten lines at a glance and quickly scanned the wrong words. When she connected the wrong words, her eyes became wet and she quickly blinked back.

There are three typos in the paragraphs, which together form the words "I'm afraid."

When he entered the capital, Mo Qianlan was as old as Mo Lingfeng at this time, but he was facing a huge change in his life. His father died, the Mo family was withered, and people were worried about him. He came to the capital alone, without any help, and was pervasive by the emperor. Stare.

In this mansion, his every word and deed, even a casual stroke, would be reported to the emperor, so he played around, watched plays, read storybooks, and travel notes, confusing Wude Si, and quietly hiding his thoughts.

Each storybook is like his short diary.

He never mentioned this part of his mind, but he sang it to Mo Lingfeng over and over again until Mo Lingfeng remembered it all.

No one knew that he had sung all his thoughts to Mo Lingfeng.

The servant stood aside, waiting for the pen and ink, and never left. Mo Lingfeng seemed unaware, flipping through a few more books and adding a few simple words at the same time.

"Kyoto is prosperous, but I miss home."

"Ji Yang is really annoying."

"Taishan, a wild beast bit me with sharp teeth and tried to bite off the treasure, but I hid the treasure. It tore the Mo family apart and couldn't find it. I only give it to the person I love the most."

"Zhao Ji is eight years older than me. He is smart, funny, and has great aspirations. We will become close friends."

"Horse racing with Zhao Ji and win by a narrow margin."

The current Mo Qianlan has clear likes and dislikes, which is completely different from the sick Mo Qianlan.

(End of this chapter)